Luyện nghe bài hát JOY//Regrets

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Bow to the pages, got through the ages
Pray to the Lord, and to be rich man everybody famous
Everybody us,
wanna live this life to be aimless,
Eyes are amazing, I just wanna be so close the brain is,

Never gon' play, when they running up state, and the go blaze,
always gotta slay, when i about the way, that im puffin on my haze

to me,
the blasphemy,
We have to breathe,
With a plumped up that's just mad at me,
gotta spread rumors, it's a catastrophe,
Side eye to the and the Joe Blows,
You a thief and you go low,
Praying to the and the heathens,
The that wanna free us,
witted and you run a little, you no fun now, why you gotta be so brittle,
But you, little wrong for the mane,
I know you wanna but I feel your pain

we really grew apart,
Yeah we always when it's two of us,
Yeah we never gonna hang again,
You fucken gone when I need a friend,
Times when I never ever leave it,
I don't score when I'm not needed,
You dip that's your own reasons,
Gotta all these old feelings,
Bitches to let go,
Fickle minded man and I so,
Mane, die the beat, ride to the drums,
Sside with a snitch, and you gotta my love,
to the battle,
to the battle,
Sick of all of the foolish, I'm rattled,
blood to all of those that diss us,
Rappers talk, but playing catch up,
Wow when games got you fucked up,
with the heat, stash all the drugs,
Ride with a click, for the night,
Find you like, die for the fight, dumb
Yeah,
But is scary,
Like that you were meant to tell me,
no fucks, not necessary,
I got too, try a be a

(BRAP, BRAP, BRAP)

Please pray to lord I need that Jesus (Jesus),
Pray to the poor, I need this (need this) please to fall your legions (legions),
please die for the heathens (heathens),
don't die for the false, please just help me to help you the most,
Please just tell me the hell I need,
Please just guide me to see

[Male
Broken trusted like you on ice,
Knife in the back, everybody take yo life,
You I would be trouble, you were dead on right,
Stare at in the mirror and reflect on mine

[Female

way too many dramas to leave behind us,
Why do the reminders have to us,
Cause time I close my eyes, I feel it, I can conceal it,
I regret them nights, you yeah,
And them texts caught you lying ooo

Oh who the are we kidding,
It's a young city lifestyle that we livin',
But now I know,
Was this even real or just for
I i hate this feeling yeah